Cultivation in the city

Noticing the young man who suddenly appeared at the door and staring at them strangely, the old men were suddenly a little embarrassed.

However, there was also the naughty old man who half-jokingly said: "Which family is this boy? What are you looking at?"

Duan Xiaolou looked at the teapots held by the old men. Even if he couldn't see the white mist that had dissipated, he could still guess the identities of these teapots by virtue of the spiritual energy in the room.

And these old men sitting here chatting and tasting tea seem to have nothing to do, maybe they are the distinguished customers of their shop.

"I see that you guys seem to like clouds, mountains and mists?" Although there is a bit of doubt in these words, in fact, both Duan Xiaolou's expression and tone are very positive.

The old men are not annoyed at the thought of being guessed right - people have seen it at the most embarrassing time, so do you still care about this?

But they were very curious about why the child knew the name of this tea, after all, not everyone has access to this magical tea.

"How do you know the name of this tea?" Mr. Dong asked, "You don't know, this tea is different from ordinary tea, it has a fairy air! One sip can make you feel refreshed, and you can taste it again , can make people forget their troubles and sorrows! Don’t underestimate the last breath we took, it’s the essence!”

Duan Xiaolou: "..."

Seeing the expression of "I don't believe it" on the face of the young man in front of him, Mr. Dong still wanted to talk about the advantages of this tea. Exaggerated praise, had to interrupt aloud: "Do you still want to drink?"

"Young man, don't you believe it...Huh? Want to drink, what do you want to drink?" Mr. Dong was confused by Duan Xiaolou's topic as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Clouds and mountains are surrounded by mist." Duan Xiaolou said with some amusement, "I'll ask someone to bring you another pot."

"Hey, that's a good relationship!" Mr. Dong said jokingly.

"You old bastard, don't fool the young man who doesn't know what's going on. Young man, don't listen to this old guy's nonsense, this tea can't be taken casually, do what you have to do, don't waste your time with us A group of old guys are here!" Mr. Zhang was worried that Duan Xiaolou was young and ignorant, he would be provoked by Mr. Dong, and he would make some irreparable mistakes in a moment of enthusiasm, so he wanted him to leave.

Duan Xiaolou didn't argue, just smiled, picked up his cell phone and called Chen Yan.

"Are there still clouds, mountains and mists around?" Duan Xiaolou asked, "No, it's not that I want to drink, you send me two big pots... OK."

After hanging up the phone, Duan Xiaolou raised his head and saw countless gazes sweeping towards him. There were surprise, doubt, ignorance and puzzlement in these gazes.

They are all old men who have become fine. Looking back at Duan Xiaolou's performance at this time, I can't help feeling that he was a little too indifferent.

Logically speaking, Yunshan Wuzhuo is not a tea that ordinary people can touch, but it seems to be very ordinary tea in the mouth of this young man in front of him, which is worth pondering in itself.

The old men couldn't understand Duan Xiaolou's origin, so they couldn't help but have a bit of a cliché in their chat, Duan Xiaolou answered one after another.

Not long after, Chen Yan came with two pots of tea.

"Chen Yan?" An old man recognized Chen Yan's identity at a glance. After all, a group of them have lived in Misty Xuan for so long, and some information they want to know will naturally be sent to them for them to check.

Knowing Chen Yan's identity, and thinking of Chen Yan's and Duan Xiaolou's familiar attitude, the old men finally understood why Duan Xiaolou was so sure to be able to create clouds and mist.

"Oh, it's really troublesome!" Mr. Dong said politely, while unceremoniously reaching out to take the two pots of tea.

These two teapots are not the same as the teapots that the old men were holding before, a bit like the big teapots used in the waiters.Chen Yan didn't feel it when he was holding it, but when Mr. Dong took it, he found that the two pots of tea were quite heavy.

"Quick, help me get it!" Mr. Dong said, unable to do so.

"You old bastard, you used to brag about your strength every day, but now you are so tired after just two pots of tea. It can be seen that those words before were all bragging!" Someone laughed.

"Damn, you're standing and talking without pain in your back!" Mr. Dong held his breath and put the things on the table, and the table immediately made a muffled sound. It seemed that the two pots of tea were really heavy.

Aware of the weight of the teapot, several old men present immediately smiled.

Who made Yunshanwuzhuan this kind of tea limited?They can't drink even if they have money.

After the tea was delivered, Chen Yan and Duan Xiaolou didn't intend to stay for a long time, so they left.

Before going out the door, he heard a small voice coming from inside.

"These two children are very good." Mr. Dong said.

"It's good, it's the relationship between these two..." An old man said hesitantly.

"Go! Don't talk nonsense. It's none of our business what other people have to do with you. Your old views don't matter!" Mr. Zhang stopped.

"Hey, I'm just saying it casually, there is no other meaning." The old man explained, "We are all half-buried people, do you still care about this?"

"That's right! I don't think there's anything wrong with homosexuality. It doesn't hurt heaven or reason. Both of them are good kids!" Mr. Dong's bold voice came out again.

"You old man, keep your voice down. Don't talk anymore, let's drink tea." Mr. Zhang stopped Mr. Dong's long speech.Although Lao Dong has a good heart, talking about people behind his back is not a good thing after all.

The next topic gradually shifted to other directions, but Chen Yan and Duan Xiaolou outside the door actually heard it from beginning to end.

They also didn't have the habit of eavesdropping, but the two of them had excellent ears, and it was difficult for them not to hear.

Duan Xiaolou lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Chen Yan. He thought that there was nothing out of the ordinary in the performance of the two of them. How could this group of old men see something unusual?

Probably troubled by such problems, Duan Xiaolou deliberately kept a distance from Chen Yan until the two returned home.

Especially when there are family members around, he always has the illusion that others have seen through him.

"Xiaolou, these are the shrimps your dad bought from the vegetable market this morning. Eat more." Mother Duan pointed to the garlic shrimps on the dining table.

Chen Yan peeled the shrimp shells as usual, and was about to put them in Duan Xiaolou's bowl, but Duan Xiaolou suddenly picked up the bowl and said, "No, you can eat it yourself, if I want to eat it, I will peel it myself."

Chen Yan was stunned for a second, then naturally put the peeled shrimp meat into his own bowl, wiped his hands clean, and ate it peacefully.

Although the two of them acted ordinary, the people around them looked at each other, and they saw something unusual from it.

But the Duan family are not stupid, and no one is looking for unpleasantness at the dinner table.

After dinner, Duan's mother secretly pulled Duan Xiaolou over and asked, "What's the matter with you and Ah Yan?"

Duan Xiaolou suddenly became nervous: "No, it's nothing."

Mother Duan said as if she had come here: "Aren't you having conflicts? Children's families are most likely to quarrel over small things. I think you and your Aunt Li also quarreled at the beginning, and the quarrel was particularly serious once. I didn’t talk to anyone for more than a month, and ignored everyone. As a result, one day after school, there were only the two of us in the classroom. I was about to start a conversation with her, but she asked me when I would teach Chinese homework tomorrow. In fact, we both know each other well. , this question is just an excuse, an excuse to step up to each other, so I answered her question according to the trend, and the two of them reconciled like this."

Aunt Li is Mama Duan’s best friend. The two have been classmates since elementary school, and only studied in different schools after graduating from high school. Even when Duan’s family went bankrupt, Aunt Li did not cut off contact with their family like other people did. Their relationship can be described as right and wrong. Same as usual.

Knowing that Duan's mother only thought that he and Chen Yan were having a relationship, Duan Xiaolou immediately relaxed.

"Mom, don't worry, there is nothing between us."

Duan's mother didn't seem particularly worried, but comforted Duan Xiaolou and said, "I'm not worried. I really can't find another child who is as considerate and considerate as Chen Yan."

After speaking, he looked at Duan Xiaolou with an expression of "you will compromise sooner or later".

Duan Xiaolou inexplicably felt a little guilty. Although he knew that what Duan's mother wanted to express had no secondary meaning, he couldn't help but put these into other contexts.

After Duan Xiaolou and Duan's mother finished talking, they were going back to the room to relax their tense emotions, but as soon as the door opened, a pair of big hands stretched out from inside and pulled him in.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Sensing that the person pulling him was Chen Yan, Duan Xiaolou didn't resist, but asked with some dissatisfaction.

"You are avoiding me." Chen Yan said in a declarative tone.

"Not anymore." Duan Xiaolou lowered his head and did not look at Chen Yan, and his tone of answering the question was even more guilty and short of breath.

"why?"

Chen Yan's attitude of "I don't need to explain, I just listen to the result" made Duan Xiaolou feel bad.

"Then what do you want me to do? Just now, when I sent tea to those old gentlemen, they could tell at a glance that our relationship is extraordinary. What would they think if my family also noticed that we were unusual? What if they hate the relationship?"

Duan Xiaolou can ignore the opinions of outsiders and ignore those strange eyes, but he can't accept the opposition from relatives and friends.

Duan Xiaolou was distressed, and when he looked up again, he found Chen Yan looking at him with bright eyes.

This kind of brightness is not caused by illusion or light—his dark eyes turned red for some reason, and there was a faint light, as if he was too emotional to suppress the power in his body. of.

"What's wrong with you...Chen Yan?" Duan Xiaolou thought that something was wrong with Chen Yan, so he asked nervously.

The next moment, Duan Xiaolou felt his world spinning.

He changed from standing by the door to lying on the bed, and Chen Yan was pressing on top of him, firmly fixing him between his hands.

"Our relationship is extraordinary? Why is it unusual? Huh?"

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